Mark and I decided it's time to get a membership at Gold's Gym. I told him I didn't really want to spend more than $40 a month. When I called Gold's to find out how much membership fees are, I didn't get an answer and somehow ended up with an appointment to take a tour. I got off the phone slightly confused at how quickly that had happened. Before the tour we were asked to sit at the "Fitness Consultant's" desk in a cubicle that made me feel like we were buying a car or opening a new bank account. As we waited to meet with the man who tricked us into the tour I noticed pictures of Arnold and other overgrown roid taking greased up chicks and dudes. Ick.
15 minutes later here comes Meat Head. Don't get me wrong, he was totally nice and had arms like Gaston, they were almost as big as his head. Even though he had never met us and we hadn't said more than our names to each other, he whipped out the price list and started slashing off fee after fee and..... imagine, he even gave us money off the monthly fee! All this for us? And you've never even met us? He even had to put a special signature on it so that the people processing the paperwork knew that even though this is a great deal that nobody else gets, it had his name on it so it would be ok.
Seriously? I was not buying it. And I couldn't even give a courtesy laugh when he tried to tell one of his co-workers he "knew Mark's cousin" so that's why we got such a great deal. Great deal? It ended up being more than I wanted to spend and we're locked into a contract! Hmph. You don't know my husband's cousin and you gave us the same deal as every other person that walks through that door. Silly Meat Head.
As sassy as my story of our "fitness consultant" was, I really am impressed with the gym, all the classes that are offered, the steam room, and the Cardio Cinema. It makes it so much easier to push yourself in a class rather than by yourself!
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